Tag Archives: Book 8 Ovid’s Metamorphoses

‘Morning Stars and Flames of Hate’ Flicker 3/3: Transformations Poems (Book 8)

29 Oct

TRANSFORMATIONS

George Braque Metamorphoses

February 2013-March 2014

17 poets, 15 months, creating 1 contemporary reworking of Ovid’s Metamorphoses

See the Transformations Page for more details or the ‘Present Collaborations’ Tab

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Poems Inspired by Book 8

.Featuring:

Nat Hall and Karin Heyer

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<<I’m looking at the big sky now>> Kate Bush

de cire et de plumes

(of feathers & wax)

by Nat Hall

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I am feathers, wax, bones and skin.

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you gave me wings to lift and fly, follow high path,

reach to the clouds, stardust & sun;

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from derision to desire,

you warned me from fusion & flames;

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through hail & stones,

I pushed limits of thin blue line,

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angels still speak of my first flight,

I look a lone swift in your eyes – or a raven, lord of proud land;

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I have no regret or complex,

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from this altitude, a new world –

am still alive, scarred & crossboned, head over heels above islands.

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© Nat Hall 2013

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Icarus Transformed

by Karin Heyer

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When Daedalus defies the laws of nature,

weaving, weaving together feathers small and large,

he longs to leave Crete, his exile,

he longs to fly home and gain the freedom of a gracious, unfettered bird.

He employs the laws of science and his power of imagining,

weaving, weaving an intricate pattern from tiniest feathers to large, bound by wax at strategic points.

He created two vibrant, novel wings and flew and hovered,

watched by his son Icarus.

Full of play Icarus tried the invention,

‘Beware the wax’ warned the father.

‘Fear the heat.’

‘Go the middle way’.

But he came too close to the blazing sun;

Icarus drowned in deep blue waters beneath.

With a broken heart the father buried his son on the island,

still named Icaria.

 —

 

But I-

now flying-

speeding in strongly moulded metal,

a fuel, turbine engine jet, propelling me along way up in the sky,

see Stockholm below me.

Through the plane’s window, golden beams of sunshine,

resting on white, tufty clouds emerge-

a landscape of fluffy mountains

supported by a blue, translucent mist.

 —

 

Later, I am bound safely earthward,

soon on solid ground

closing a sunlit day,

and celebrating another conquest of science.

 

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You can find more about Nat and Karin here:

Nat Hall

http://nordicblackbird.weebly.com/index.html

https://twitter.com/nordicblackbird

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Karin, as yet has no website, but you can contact her via ArtiPeeps.

 

 

 

 

‘Morning Stars and Flames of Hate’ Flicker 2/3: Transformations Poems (Book 8)

26 Oct

TRANSFORMATIONS

George Braque Metamorphoses

February 2013-March 2014

17 poets, 15 months, creating 1 contemporary reworking of Ovid’s Metamorphoses

See the Transformations Page for more details or the ‘Present Collaborations’ Tab

__________________

Poems Inspired by Book 8

.Featuring:

Rebecca Audra Smith and Carol Robson

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Loss and War

by Rebecca Audra Smith

I.

*

Height and flight;

cannon balls boom and fall.

In war women come 

like Trojan horses

eager to unthrone.

They cut hair, swim through seas,

they are not considered heroes.

*

 We go out on a Saturday night

looking for love;

we are the women.

We have blackened toes,

split heels and bruised soles,

high heels arming our feet.

The war paint of lipstick,

Our clothes flimsy as flags,

We bring all of the past on our backs. 

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II.

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You strap your son, your boy

into a set of wings.

Give him advice,

watch his eyes shine.

You will be grieving over the feathers

that water brings to you

on an implacable tide.

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Traitress Bird

by Carol Robson

(Scylla)

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Pampered, indecisive

back and forth

by nature

she will have

what she craves for

come hell or high water.

Her feelings so strong

yearning for her desired love

to win his love

by any means

treachery, betrayal

is her capability

parental treason

traitor of kinship

for the love of another.

Spurned,

her unfilial actions

leaving a bad taste

sickening her desired love.

A forlorn pursuit,

her perfidious nature

souring hearts

to turn upon her

as she freaks out

in her spurned madness,

out of her water

clinging to her love’s bow,

powerfully revenged

swooped upon

for parental treachery,

to be transformed

to live her life

as a rock dove,

stamped for her

treachery and deceit.

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©Carol Robson 2013

 

You can find more about Rebecca and Carol here:

Rebecca Audra Smith

http://beccaaudra.wordpress.com/

https://twitter.com/BeccaAudra.

Carol Robson

http://carolrobson.com/

‘Morning Stars and Flames of Hate’ Flicker 1/3: Transformations Poems (Book 8)

17 Oct

TRANSFORMATIONS

George Braque Metamorphoses

February 2013-March 2014

17 poets, 15 months, creating 1 contemporary reworking of Ovid’s Metamorphoses

See the Transformations Page for more details or the ‘Present Collaborations’ Tab

__________________

Poems Inspired by Book 8

.Featuring:

Eleanor Perry and Richard Biddle

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Philemon & Baucis

by Eleanor Perry

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Nell Perry Book 9 Philemon and Baucis

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A Humble Marriage

by Richard Biddle

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shared cherries from a paper-bag

talking about talking about talking

something in the religion of her eyes

took off his watch and destroyed time

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borrowed money bought their drinks

shivered warmth into each other

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days hitching and hatching plans

thumbed pages turned together

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at home in no house

they traversed pitfalls and thresholds

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traveling light

thunder and lightning

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fuck-fighting with weathered-hearts

breeding poltergeists

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inciting a riot of insight

in every mirror they smashed

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You can find more about Eleanor and Richard here:

Eleanor Perry:

http://themusicofbreakages.wordpress.com/

https://twitter.com/nellperry

http://www.zonepoetrymagazine.com/–  Issue One on sale now!

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Richard Biddle

http://writings43.blogspot.co.uk/

https://twitter.com/littledeaths68

 

 

 

 

 

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